Morgan smiled and caught the message.

This inherently vicious soul is muttering to herself, constantly improving and conceiving her understanding of the world. Every example in her field of vision will make her fall into extremely short-term thinking. And in countless such thinking,

She made sure of one thing after another.

The anxious words tore through the limitations of time and space like sharp arrows, heading straight from the distant Randan Battle Moon to the burning bridge on Sabis 4. They were so dense and prioritized that even

The overall coordination of the Ran Dan fleet made quite a few mistakes to make way for these words.

Andrews raised his head and looked at the remaining palm of Randan [Overlord]. It was holding an Astartes helmet soaked in blood, and the owner of the helmet had fallen at the feet of the alien.

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【It’s really interesting...】

Morgan witnessed the huge wounds torn out of thin air on Ran Dan's entire front, and then she shifted her gaze to the other side, where there was also a duel.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god..."

"Skull Sacrifice Seat!"

It roared and charged forward.

The battle begins again.
Chapter completed!